A Journey of Moments
Each and every day,
I am grateful for the time.
Aware and in the moment,
which is temporarily mine.
And, looking at my mother
asleep and in her bed,
I add this mental picture
to the memories in my head.
How blessed to be the chosen
and, to really understand.
For the chance to take this journey,
together hand and hand.
Written by,
Sheri Lynne Evans
July 7, 2019
Copyright © Sheri Evans | Year Posted 2020
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